羔裘逍遥，狐裘以朝。
岂不尔思，劳心忉忉。
The Last Lord of Gui O how can our heavy heart not sink down?
羔裘翱翔，狐裘在堂。
岂不尔思，我心忧伤。
O how can our heart not feel sad and dread? / You appear in your greasy dress Which glistens in the sun.
羔裘如膏，日出有曜。
岂不尔思，中心是悼。
How can we not think of you in distress? We are heart-broken at the wrong you've done.